a/n: dang O.o o.O you guys got those five reviews in fast! Well, sadly this is the end.
Thank you:
wolfegurl006: even though you didn't review yet you really supported me, thanks!
Samyo: Yeah. Gonna miss ya!
Lizzy: glad to see you're hooked, too bad you got hooked here at the end.
kristinekat13: Thank you very much. I am actually thinking sequel, but here's my current situation:
1) typing a sequel to Return to Me (first chapter up soon, I hope)
2) typing a new story (coming really soon!)
3) sequel to this.
flip 1 and 2 and you have my schdule.
inkie pinkie: I so sorry! It had to end sometime, and I found the perfect place (for me at least). I really hope you like the rest, and see my schedule (listed above) for something a little extra for all my fans of this story.
Kytten: I sorry, I didn't mean to, and I swear I didn't know that I was copying! I don't mean to...
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Phantom POVMadame Giry lets go of me and places a hand on my arm instead, "Erik, go rest, I'll look for Raoul."
"Please, Madame, I want to look for him as well, I cannot bear to be apart from him like this," she rubs my arm gently with her fingers.
"Erik, go down to your home, and as soon as I find him I will bring him to you, do not fret," she stands up with Meg and myself and she takes me to the mirror.
I pass through without a word and descend back into the pit that is my home. As I get closer I feel a prescence of an intruder, and upon closer inspection I see it's Raoul.
A wave of relief passes over me, only to be followed by anger.
"Did you forget something? Or have you returned simply to mock me?" I scream the words at him and I can see that he is startled.
He turns to me, "Erik?"
"What? You had no luck on your own, for such a short while, and now you wish to run back to my arms?" my voice is laced with furry and disgust.
"What are you talking about?" he yells back.
I growl, "Like you don't know."
"I don't" he holds up his hand in surender, "my angel…"
"I am no angel!" I howl at him.
He takes a step toward me, "To me you are."
"Oh, you truly think it is so Monsieur?" he takes a step back.
"It has been so long since you have called me that, tell me what has changed your mind," he pleads.
"You threw me away and stormed out, what better reason is there to change my mind?" he looks at me confused.
"You must have dreamt it, I only meant to go to the roof. I left a note, but it fell, I found it when I came back and found you weren't here," he takes two steps toward me, but then I draw my sword and he stops by it's tip.
"Some nightmare indeed, but how can you prove your rambling?" my voice is no longer a yell, but it has no less menace.
"I cannot, but if you loved me you would believe me!" he braves the sword, sidestepping it and advancing along side it.
"Raoul, there is no greater lie," we are face to face.
"Look into my eyes and tell me that you truly feel that way," I look directly into his eyes and show no less anger, but in his eyes I only see pain.
I turn away, "I cannot."
"Then you believe me?" he places a hand lightly on my shoulder.
That small gesture seems to place so much weight on me and my legs buckle beneath me, and I find myself unable to answer.
He kneels at my side and I turn away from him, not wanting him to see the shame on my face. He does not head to my wishes though, and forces me to turn to face him.
"My angel," he whispers, "what has caused you to feel such strong pain?"
I turn away again, "Last night I dreamt that we were together, on the bed, happy one moment. Then the next you threw me off of you and started growling at me and acting like I was some sickening animal. In my dream I cried myself to sleep. When I woke up I was alone, and when I looked around and saw nothing I assumed…"
When my voice dies he holds me tighter to him, hushing the tears that now stream down my face.
I manage to choke out his name and he holds me tighter, "I would never leave you in such away. I would never leave you at all, my love."
He pulls back and I look into his eyes, confused. He shoves a hand into his pocket and pulls out something small, keeping his hand wrapped tightly around it.
He then holds out his hand to me and opens it, revealing a ring, nothing grand, but something clearly expensive.
"Erik, I was waiting for so long to give this to you, and I had planned to give it to you this morning, while watching the sunrise. I want you to take this ring, and I want it to mean that you and I will never be alone again. Just please, don't say no," he looks into my eyes and smiles, hopefully.
"Raoul, how could I ever say such a cursed word?" he smiles fully now and, placing the ring on my finger, catches my lips in the most meaningful kiss of my life.
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Meg POV
I watch as Raoul gives his heart, his life, and his soul to the Phantom and I find myself crying. I do not mean to, and I do it with no sorrow, for there is something that makes me so happy for both of them.
My mother comes up behind me and I see she is crying as well.
Something tells me that everything is going to be okay now, for all of us, and that my nighttime music, that I love so much, will never be sad again.
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a/n: well? what did you think? I hope you liked it.
Until next time I remain your obedient servant,
Hiei1317
